The four wind-headed dragons, the incantations they chanted had no chance to stop, and the next moment, an incomparably surging thunder and lightning power surged upwards in an instant.
After revealing the one-eyed, his eyesight could not be compared to that of the elves, and he could naturally see who was at the heart of this forbidden spell, so the poor Wind Elder naturally became the target of the Stormhammer.
Boom, the roar was not very strong, but almost in an instant, the majestic wind dragon elder, the dignified ninth-level dragon, had already turned scorched black.
The dragon magic forcibly interrupted, and the strong concussion and the power of thunder and lightning, under the full power of the thunder god tribe totem and the mountain giant, the power that erupted was almost close to the super artifact.
There is no suspense, just such a simple hammer, and the body of this ninth-level dragon has already turned into flying ashes.
Cussler's reaction was not unpleasant, and he suddenly felt a strong crisis, and he immediately jumped up from the back of his mount, the dragon, but his movements were still slightly slower by half a beat.
A strong paralysis instantly spread throughout the body, followed by a dizziness in the brain, and nothing was known.
After all, the strength of the purple-level powerhouse was still good, and most of the power of the Storm Hammer was blocked by the ninth-level wind dragon elder, and all Kusler endured was the aftermath.
But even this aftermath still shocked him and fainted.
The strongest artifact, the power is not ordinary.
At the same time, there were three other wind dragons, as rank eight dragons, the strong aftermath of thunder and lightning swept through them and the bodies of the dragoons on their backs for the first time, almost like Khusler, they fell into a coma at the same time.
The stun effect of Thor's hammer is much stronger than the sluggishness of the dryad druid's spear throwing, not to mention a frontal attack, even if the aftermath of the outbreak can still cause so many strong people to suffer at the same time, it can be seen that it is strong.
The three dragons and their dragoons will fall to the ground at the same time as Khusler.
And the pointed Thor's hammer seemed to be pulled by a special thread and returned to Ming's hand.
However, Kusler and they are also lucky, after all, the dragons' magic resistance is much stronger than that of humans, and they are bearing the aftermath of the Storm Hammer, so when the body of the three-headed dragon falls halfway, they have already come to their senses, feeling the strong gravity, and the three-headed wind dragon is suddenly shocked.
Hurriedly raised his wind energy to the limit, and spread his wings wide, counteracting the momentum of the fall as much as possible.
However, the weight of the dragons is too large, and with the heavily armed dragoons, it is not easy to slow down such a huge momentum.
In particular, Kusler's falling body accidentally smashed into a wind-based dragon.
The sound of bones breaking came clearly from the roots of the wings of the three wind dragons, and when the three wind dragons endured severe pain and landed on the ground with a total of four dragon riders, their dragon wings had also broken from the roots.
Such an injury was also extremely serious for the dragons, and after the previous wounded dragoons, the Florians finally lost all their dragoon strong.
When Kusler woke up, he suddenly realized that it was so beautiful to be alive, although he did not fall to the ground and be taken by the dragon, but the concussion of his body and the aftermath of Thor's hammer caused a great load on his already extremely tired body.
The battle on the side of Sfort City was still fierce, but at this moment, for some reason, the marshal of Fro's heart could no longer have a trace of fighting spirit.
He knew that there was no chance for this war.
The moment the last forbidden spell was interrupted, it was already doomed to lose the last chance to enter Milan.
Until now, there has been no news of logistical supplies, let alone supplies, and not even a little information has come.
Even the 50,000 troops he sent to meet him were not heard, and the 500,000 army was a full 500,000 army when he brought it out, but now how much is left In the face of the Milan Oriental Army, such a weak army, but what failures did they do, failures, or failures.
Even Khusler himself couldn't understand why the battle had turned out to be the way it was.
At the beginning, when he was appointed to Florence, the capital of Floro, and became the generalissimo of the whole army, he was so high-spirited, the blood guards, the blood mages, the heavy cavalry, the battle mages concentrated in the country, plus the steel torrent of the entire army of half a million.
This army, which was built with the strength of the whole country, did not bring half of the benefit to Flo.
Kusler's heart was already a little dead, and he couldn't even feel angry as he looked blankly at the Fro's warriors who were still charging.
Ming left the cultivation room, and only purple was left in the room, although the consumption of purple was not necessarily much greater than Ming, but his own strength was one level worse than Ming after all.
The sub-god level and the purple level are not at the same level after all, so his rest naturally needs more time to take place.
At this moment, suddenly, a dazzling brilliance erupted from Zi's body, and he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes full of surprise.
All over his body, purple magic patterns continued to appear, without his own urging, his humanoid body had turned into a transparent amethyst, layers of amethyst magic mist continued to seep out of his body, and every rhythm of huge energy fluctuations would make Zi clearly feel the return of power.
Originally, Zi was still a long time away from returning to his peak state, but at this time, he clearly felt that the energy coming from the depths of his blood and soul had completely recovered the energy he had lost almost instantly.
It was hard for him to understand what was going on.
But the energy in the body is still sublimating.
The awakening of the amethyst bloodline, each time will bring more powerful power, with the emergence of huge power, the muscles and meridians on Zi's body are constantly expanding, and one after another dazzling purple light continues to burst out from his body, he has already reached the peak of the ninth level, and with the support of this huge energy, he finally launched a strong impact towards his ultimate goal.
Suddenly, Zi understood, and he understood why there was such a huge amount of power.
He thought of his partner, his brother.
That's right, it's Ototake, it must be Ototake.
It was only when his power suddenly rose to another level that he would bring me such great benefits through the same natal contract.
Ototake, what did you do, how could it bring me such a huge amount of energy When I signed the contract with you, I always wanted to help you with my energy while improving myself, but what you gave me was much greater than what I gave you.
Yes, Zi's guess was right, the source of his strength at this time was Ye Yinzhu.
At the same time, he was not the only one who got this huge energy, but also the flash and thunder hidden in Ye Yinzhu's body.
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The dark red cocoon, the cocoon that rendered spring and warmth, finally stopped the flickering of light, and everything merged into one in silence.
The cocoon had turned into a solidified entity, looking as soft as satin.
With the sound of even breathing from inside, the dark red cocoon gently pulsed, as if the heart was beating.
The gong sounded on the battlefield, and Foro finally sounded the overture to the retreat.
The horde of Fro's army retreated as quickly as they charged, leaving behind only corpses scattered almost the entire battlefield.
Kussler had no other choice, and when his low and hoarse voice announced the retreat of the camp, the entire military campaign in Fros was completely over.
The sheer attrition made it extremely difficult for the Flos to attack again.
Kusler's choice is undoubtedly the most correct, if he does not retreat at this time, when the meat of those mounts is exhausted, even if the Fropers want to retreat, they will lose the physical strength to retreat.
Leaving behind a full 200,000 corpses, the Florians departed.
All that was left was a strong smell of blood and a large number of corpses.
Naturally, Ancelotti would not pursue, and when the spies reported back and announced that the Frothians had truly retreated, the city of Sfort suddenly turned into a sea of joy. , victory, Milan victory, Eastern Army victory, the Flo finally retreated, and the biggest threat to Milan finally left the battlefield.
The joy is almost indescribable.
Although the warriors' bodies were extremely tired, at this moment, their spirits had reached the peak of their euphoria.
Long live Milan, long live the Eastern Legion, long live Marshal Ye.
Countless shouts continued to resound throughout the city.
This offensive and defensive battle, this tragic battle, was not just a simple relationship between Milan and Fro, it also destroyed the original one-sided war situation, and the balance of victory began to change from tilt to balance.
The Milan Empire, in a very unfavorable situation, finally regained a little initiative.
Ancelotti immediately gave an order to send a large number of scouts to follow the Fro's army, keeping an eye on their movements in case the Fro's people killed a horseman.
At the same time, almost all the living forces in the city were dispatched, and the corpses outside the city were buried on the spot.
Luckily, it's winter.
Otherwise, once such a large number of corpses decompose, it is very likely to bring plague disaster to Sfort City.
To be continued: